Chapter 69

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Chapter 69

Chan Shue Guns state had always been a mystery. Even Kot Chi Sing, who spent so many years in the Chan Clan, knew nothing about it. But now, Chan Shue Gun was fighting with all his strength, which revealed that he was a nine-gliphic state gliphist.

He was just a step away from becoming a ten-gliphic state gliphista half-stage ten-gliphic gliphist!



Nine gliph strings were drawn simultaneously, but the gliph wasnt completed immediately as expected since the gliph Chan Shue Gun was drawing was complicated. The source of this content nov(el)bi((n))

The green gliph strings moved rapidly, and the gliph would soon be completed. Everyone present, including Chui Yim couldnt identify the gliph he was drawing. Only Chor Shing Chit, who watched seriously, slowly reached out for his chest.

There hung a black-coloured jade pendant, but it was so dark that it went unnoticed by many. As soon as he did so, an item appeared in front of him. It was something that made Chui Yim widen his eyes in disbelief.

That

The item was a simple, pitch-black rod with a cloud-like pattern in the middle. Chor Shing Chit reached out for the item calmly with his right hand covering the pattern.

Buzz



If a gliphist drew this with his energliph, it was a strong gliph that could both defend, attack, and controlling the enemy. The gliph activated as the tree roots drilled into the ground.

Boom!

The ground split open, and numerous roots grew continuously out of the ground. Roots shot out from below towards Chor Shing Chit like wooden pythons.

Chor Shing Chit remained silent and half squatted, the rod behind him and his left hand in front. As soon as the roots struck towards him, Chor Shing Chit attacked.

Boom!

The thunderous Fallen Stars Rod looked like a feather when Chor Shing Chit waved it around. But when it turned into a black shadow and smashed onto the roots, the roots turned into powder, disappearing and showing how powerful the rod was.

But no reaction was seen on Chan Shue Guns face. He kept his poker face as always. Roots grew all over the place, striking towards Chor Shing Chit.

Chor Shing Chit had excellent control over the rod; the pitch-black Fallen Stars Rod turned into a black mirage that encircled his body. The dull noise of rod striking rang out, and none of the roots was able to reach him.